My guardian spirit is Hongjun Patriarch

The old Taoist carefully observed the battle situation, and said to Jiang Hao: "There is no one without weaknesses, even such a powerful Void Transformation Realm expert must have his weaknesses, but the strength of our Burning Blood Realm cultivators is still a weapon, it seems Even if you attack the weak point, there is no way to hurt it..."

Jiang Hao looked worried: "These three people obviously can't even break through the orangutan's defense. What are they talking about defeating the orangutan? Unless they use the crossbow bolt that shot the blood-burning level five giant elephant just now, it is possible to hurt the orangutan?"

Jiang Hao said that some disciples of Raging Fire Sect seem to have a tacit understanding. Seeing the battle situation, the orangutan and the head of the three did not move for a while, but secretly climbed up the city wall in other directions, aimed the crossbow at the orangutan, and shot A steel arrow with a length of four to five meters pierced through the air, directly hitting the orangutan's head, how similar to the arrow that pierced the giant elephant's head just now!
There was hope in Bai Fengchen's eyes, and he was determined in his heart that if this blow was effective, this archery disciple must be greatly promoted!
However, the facts always backfired. Although the arrow shot directly at the orangutan's head at high speed, the orangutan didn't even bother to turn his head, so he met the steel arrow abruptly, at the moment of collision , A string of sparks burst out, followed by the jaw-piercing sound of gold and iron clashing, and looking at the orangutan, there was still no injury at all!
"How could it be like this..." Bai Fengchen couldn't help but took a step back, young and old were no longer as calm as before, at this moment everyone was amazed at the strength of this orangutan.

The orangutan grinned, picked up the steel arrow on the ground, and threw it with all his strength, smashing the machine that shot the crossbow arrow together with the disciple, causing blood to flow wildly for a while, and everyone couldn't bear to look at the tragedy.

"It's time for the three of you to die!" The orangutan rushed over and punched Bai Fengchen. Bai Fengchen quickly parried with his sword, but the orangutan didn't care, and directly hit the sword, almost hitting the Chiyang sword. Bent at [-] degrees, the orangutan teased slightly: "Oh? It's a strong sword!" With a little more strength in his hand, Bai Fengchen pressed both hands against the orangutan, and it was difficult to hold it with one hand, and he was afraid of being naked. The Yang sword was broken, so he had no choice but to take off the strength on his arm and retreat more than ten steps in a row.

The ordinary disciples and the blood-burning disciples had all been evacuated, Bai Fengchen stepped forward again with his sword, relying on himself to be more flexible than the orangutan, he slashed left and right, but the orangutan showed no scars at all, there seemed to be no place is fragile.

The orangutan watched Bai Fengchen jumping around him, counted the timing, and slapped Bai Fengchen away suddenly, the young and the old and the white and the old did not step forward, and hurriedly chased to the place where Bai Fengchen landed, fearing that something would happen.

The orangutan strode to catch up, and was planning to press the three of them to death like the group of ghost sects, but felt that someone grabbed the hair on his right hand. The orangutan was a little strange. They were all pulled off, and a large piece of flesh fell off, dripping with blood. This was the first time the orangutan was injured today.

The orangutan turned his head to look at this man. This man was wearing a white robe similar to Bai Fengchen's, with his hair tied up in a bun. He stood there with a fairy air. He looked about 60 years old, but he had a childlike face. No wrinkle, thin body, no sword around the waist, but not out of the body, but his complexion is not very good, pale and sickly, appearing there at this moment, one can't help but worry that a gust of wind will blow this person down.

But it was such a sick old man who just tore off a piece of the orangutan's flesh, let alone others, the orangutan himself was a little confused.

"Who are you?" The orangutan asked suspiciously, a little undecided.

At this moment, Bai Fengchen struggled to get up from the ground, and the all-out attack of the gorilla of the Void Transformation Quadruple was no joke, it weighed thousands of catties, and Bai Fengchen was already very powerful even if he could get up, facing this white-haired and childlike face The old man, Bai Fengchen bowed deeply: "See Supreme Elder..."

The old Taoist twitched his eyebrows, "This old thing really isn't dead yet..."

Jiang Hao asked, "Who is this?"

The old Taoist said: "This is the grand elder of the Raging Fire Sect, Bai Ran, the former lord of the Raging Fire Sect, and Bai Fengchen's second master, is the brother of Bai Fengchen's grandfather. After the late stage of Burning Blood, he disappeared. At the beginning, because of his disappearance, the Raging Fire Sect almost caused a mutiny. Fortunately, although Bai Fengchen was young, his cultivation was very high, and he was ahead of others all the way. He has been the suzerain for nearly 30 years. Thinking that Bairan is still alive..."

Jiang Hao asked nervously: "It's been so many years, what kind of cultivation is Bai Rande?"

The old Taoist looked at the orangutan: "If the orangutan's flesh can be easily injured without moving the sword, it seems that he has entered the Void Transformation Realm with this strength, but this old man looks a bit strange, he was not so sick back then Poor, it is estimated that he either got sick and died soon, or forcibly pulled out part of his cultivation to fight the orangutan, in any case, this is Bairan's last battle!"

Bairan was standing there, and the orangutan didn't dare to act rashly. This was an old man he couldn't see through. If he attacked rashly, he might be at a disadvantage.

Bairan smiled: "You monkey, don't tell me you came to my Raging Fire School to make a big fuss, and now you see an opponent who can match you and don't make a move? What are you here for?"

The orangutan was a little angry, and he didn't care about 21. He stepped forward and punched, and Bairan was not afraid or backed down. He just punched straight and straight, and it was a tie with the orangutan. The orangutan smiled and said arrogantly: " The innate supernatural powers of my clan's monsters are rough skin and thick flesh, so with your fourth level of Void Transformation, do you still think you can keep me here today?"

Bairan still smiled calmly and said, "Of course I can't do it myself, I have to go with it..."

With an empty hand, he pulled out the sword from his waist, and just swiped it out of thin air. The orangutan covered his arm and screamed. There was a huge scar on the orangutan's arm, and Bairan held the sword. , stroking the freshly stained blood on it.

"This sword... is also called Chiyang Sword. What Feng Chen holds is just an imitation of this sword. In fact, the rank of this sword has already surpassed the Burning Blood Realm, so it can hurt you who are in the Void Transformation Realm. , It’s also a very normal thing... I don’t know how much of your thick-skinned and thick-skinned gifted supernatural powers will come in handy when I chop your neck off?”

Bai Ran drew his sword and stepped forward, the orangutan had no choice but the strength of the two was about the same, and the opponent had a sword that could hurt him, so he fell into a disadvantage for a while, after several rounds, there were countless wounds on his body, and blood flowed out It turned a large area of ​​the ground red.